Madness Sparta Novels & Stories

Some kind of American and Spanish asshole. Two other members joined us. The first is Mariana, Sergio's daughter, and the only woman with enough guts to barge into a fraternity meeting. Now she comes regularly, even though she is three months pregnant. Her belly is starting to show, but that doesn't stop her from coming here because she has the right to do so.

"Don't just sit on your ass, go and help your mother." I smile as Xavier strides over to help me. I pat him on the back in thanks as he reaches for the plates and brings them to the table. We all sit together, the clatter of forks and plates mixing with the soft murmur of conversation. Steam rises from the spaghetti but I barely notice it. My eyes wander over my family, taking in the effortless ease of being together. I'm the luckiest woman alive. I’m loved in ways I never imagined, cherished in ways I never deserved, and I am forever Their Beautiful Madness—the wild, sacred chaos of two souls who made their home in mine.

[Warning: Mature content, strong language, and NSFW scenes. 18+ recommended.] The visual combined with his brutal pace sent her over the edge again. Marceline's scream was muffled by his mouth as he swallowed her cries, his own release following close behind as he buried himself deep with a guttural roar. They collapsed together in a tangle of limbs, both breathing heavily. For several long moments, the only sound in the room was their ragged breathing. Marceline felt utterly limp with her limbs heavy, and her body humming with a profound satisfaction she’d never known. Rafael had been gentle with her, treating their intimacy like a delicate dance.

Of course my cock hardens at the thought and I have a feeling this workout is about to be cut short. Madison walks closer to Moon. "Gabriella is the child whisperer as well as the food Goddess. We decided that the mental abuse being thrown at us in her territory was too much to handle, so we came looking for some eye candy," she informs her husband. Moon grabs his wife and does exactly what I want to do to Celina. "Oh, big boy, what strong muscles you have," Madison teases. She shuts up when he kisses her.

“Did they fight? Pups often have tantrums when the Alpha is firm.” Avery watched from the treeline, a small smile on her lips. Madison glanced at her mother and looked away, pouting, yet her eyes kept tracking Avery’s silhouette. She felt wronged—did her mother truly want to cast her off to the Montgomery fortress? Suddenly, Saniya spotted a strange fungus. It was oddly shaped, glowing with a sickly, beautiful hue. Madison saw it too, but she remembered her mother’s law: Never touch the unknown in the wild. She crouched low to inspect it.

“There are people here who actually *work* for what they have. They don’t suck up to the big wigs, and play daddy’s sad wittle girl, just to separate the macho meatheads from their wallets. Some of us have *brains* and *personalities*, and we don’t need backstabbing, raggedy bitches like you making our jobs harder.” Ava stared agape as the girl caught her breath after her impressive tirade. “Feeling better?” It was the wrong thing to say. Madison grabbed a vase off of Ava’s dresser and smashed it into the ground, “You make me sick!” She screeched. “What are you even doing here?! You’re already in Michael’s pants, why the fuck are you so greedy that you need Dylan, too?” Ava didn’t know what

They just played with Matthew till Madison joined them. “Insane. They now want to fly me to Paris instead to help some actress with a spread. PHAT will be the official sponsor for a fashion show she is part of too. If I help, we don't even have to pay. I don’t know how our luck has turned.” Madison sighed, joining the trio on the floor and taking Matthew out to hug him. “I missed you, my baby.” She said into his hair, kissing it a few times. “What’s going on? Why aren’t you on your date?” Madison inquired.

"None... None of my business? Ha! I am your fiancee! Jordan! Just how long are you going to push me away?! Just how long are you going to deny it? I AM YOUR FIANCEE!" Clarisse exclaimed pointing at herself. Despite of expressing her frustration and pain, Jordan just looked at her like a mentally damaged person who's spouting nonsense but her fantasy that she only seen in her dreams. Watching the intense confrontation, Madison knew that the person in front of them is someone related to Jordan but she didn't knew that it's going to be his fiancee. 'Damn. Did I ruined others relationship?' "Madison." Madison's thoughts was interupted when a hand suddenly landed in her head. Looking up, she saw

' 'He knows that we know he's losing his damn mind? 'Anyone could tell that. He's insane. When did it get so bad?' 'I don't know, but be careful what you say. It could get you killed.' The chatter through the link was close to treason, if not enough to get them all hanged. Ben could see the humans lining up on the other side of the city wall. He wouldn't be the first to attack. He couldn't kill innocent humans, not after meeting his mate, not after seeing her face in his dreams and feeling the pull of the bond between them.